About

“We’re sorry to say that your piece wasn’t right for us, despite its evident merit and humor.”

- Rejection letter from The New Yorker

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I suppose you want to know what all this nonsense is about. You’ve come to the right place.

My name is Geraldine. This is my travel blog. My husband Rand said I needed a photo to go along with this page, so here’s one:

I’m sorry I’m not better looking.

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He’s probably going to be mad that I chose that photo, since it’s not particularly flattering. Here’s another one that’s slightly better:

I’m the one with slightly less facial hair.

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I got my mom’s jawline and my dad’s nose. I suppose it could have been worse. But enough with the photos.

The story behind the blog:

My husband’s job requires him to travel. A lot. For years, I sat behind a desk while he wandered around the world without me. It sucked for both of us, but probably more for me.

Then, one day, I was laid off.

It might have been one of the best things that ever happened to me.

Since then, I’ve been following him around the world. This blog is mostly for him. So he can remember the places we’ve visited, the things we saw. So he can know a little bit about what I see when he’s off giving presentations and having meetings.

Yes, it’s a travel blog. But at its core, it’s a love letter to my husband.

A big, long, cuss-filled love letter. The kind he’d appreciate. The only kind I’m able to write.

That’s not to say you won’t find it useful as well. If you want to hear the rants of a former copywriter as I travel around, eat, and have a bit of an existential crisis, read on. If not, then … well, I suppose I’ve just wasted a bit of your time. Sorry about that.

(What’s that? You still have questions, and this About page did nothing to answer them? Then check out my FAQs.)

(DO NOT contact me with any of the following: press releases, freebie offers, guest post requests, requests to buy links/ad space. If you email me despite this warning not to, I will report you to Google and ridicule you on the blog. I will also sign you up for all sorts of unsavory mailing lists.)